Fifteen Weeks

I'm fifteen weeks pregnant, and the baby is the length of a Kit-Kat Bar. I've finally figured out how to take my vitamins without burping up fish oil all day. I didn't have this problem last time, but every time I take that darn fish oil pill, I burp up fish taste all day, which pretty much makes me want to barf. This morning, I took all my vitamins before eating, and burped up the delicious taste of my breakfast. Ahhh... it only took how long to figure this out? Of course, for a while, if I took the vitamins on an empty stomach, I'd immediately barf them up, so that's my excuse.

I have been trying to feel movements in my belly, but so far I've felt nothing. A few times I've thought "Oh, that's it," and then I fart. Sigh. I guess when the kid gets a little bigger than a stupid candy bar.

Speaking of candy bars, I ate a shit-load of chocolate at Whole Foods today. There was a sampling table, but nobody was running it, so I took my share, and Paul's share and E's share, and the Belchigator 2's share. HA! If Paul hadn't circled back around to check on me, I would've finished off what was there. I have not wanted any sweets this entire pregnancy, but for some reason, the cherry almond dark chocolate called to me this evening. And the Orange, the Mint, and whatever other flavors they had out. I'm guessing it's because dark chocolate has antioxidants, which are good for growing babies. Yeah. That must be it.

Sick Again

I don't remember being sick, actually sick, not just morning-sickness-barfing-all-the-time sick, when I was pregnant with E. But I swear, I've been sick for a month. Just as I'm starting to feel better, I get hit with a new ailment. Today was the chills and barfing. Once again, it wasn't the morning-sickness-I-barf-and-pee-myself-and-still-feel-like-shit barfing. This was the I-feel-like-shit-and-I-think-I-might-barf-and-then-I-do-in-my-car-on-my-way-home-from-work-and-I-suddenly-feel-better-for-thirty-minutes type of barfing. I was able to keep down some rice tonight, so that's good, because I don't think I could handle the texture of rice barf.

Is It Gas?

I've heard and read and been told that you show sooner, and you feel the baby moving sooner in your second and subsequent pregnancies than in your first. As soon as I found out I was pregnant, I pretty much had to get maternity clothes. While my uterus isn't very big, all of the fat in my body has moved to my belly, and I have a nice little bump...of fat. Whatever, at least I look pregnant and not fat.

As for movement, I keep thinking I feel the baby moving, and then I realize it's just gas. And then I fart. Sigh.

Second Trimester

I'm finally in the second trimester. Whew, we made it. I have to say, this has been a much easier pregnancy than the last. However, I'm still waiting for my second trimester energy to kick in. I'm still exhausted, falling asleep at the dinner table.

I've had a few freak outs in the past two weeks. Mostly, I've been freaking out because I can't find my uterus, nor do I really feel pregnant. It's probably because I'm not barfing my guts out every five minutes.

Speaking of barfing, I sure did have a good barf yesterday. I was changing a diaper at work (full of poop, of course). I'd gotten the diaper off, the kiddo wiped, new diaper on, and was about to chuck the dirty, when I suddenly started gagging and my lunch was in my mouth. Poor kid, I was holding his hand as I deposited my lunch in the toilet. At least we were in the bathroom at the time.